Realizing: a poem
Three weeks and
determination.
To be better,
to
let it go.
To breathe.
Realizing
that things happened,
but its ok.
That
things did not go the way
you planned,
and you tried.
Your effort is
appreciated
to someone.
Realizing
sonder.
Everyone is
fighting something.
Don't take it personal.
Realizing
that not relishing
in your hurt,
brings peace.
When the thoughts
of anguish come,
blow the wind of
turmoil out.
Closing my eyes and
realizing
that life is sweeter
this way.
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